can’t really blame her for that. How terrible." Tears filled her eyes as understanding swarmed her mind.
"Jax knows more about his brother than any of us, and his actions are justified." Sloan's frown softened. "I would be the same exact way. I don't know the whole story about his sister's death, but I can pretty much bet that he holds himself responsible. I understand the frustration, Caroline. I deal with a bunch of pain-in-the-ass Warriors, but if I were in Jax's shoes I would also do everything in my power to make sure you were safe, even if it meant leaving you. That's what Warriors are made to do. Keep the innocent safe."
Okay, she just went from feeling like crap to feeling like the worst, most unappreciative person to ever walk the earth. Her tear-filled eyes looked up at Sloan. "I'm such a… bitch." As soon as the first sob escaped, it was impossible to keep the rest back. She dropped her head and sobbed, and they weren't nice little sobs, but ugly racking ones.
"No, you're not." Sloan reached out and tugged her to him. "Warriors are not the easiest to understand, except me. I'm different from the other assholes out there."
Things turned really ugly as she laughed, sobbed, and slobbered into his chest. Getting herself under control, she pulled away and looked up at the last Warrior she'd ever expected to comfort her. "You aren't…?" She stopped to find the right words.
"A bastard?" He chuckled before his face turned into the serious Sloan everyone saw all the time. "Oh, I am, Caroline. But I too have my moments."
"Sloan!" Adam ran into the room with Steve following.
"What?" Sloan's voice turned from caring to harsh in a second flat. He once again smiled down at her with a wink. "See… bastard."
Caroline watched in amazement as Sloan's whole façade changed in front of her very eyes. Before he turned toward Adam and Steve, the smile left his face, which was a shame. He was much more handsome when he smiled.
"Jax is going to Venue," Adam replied as Steve nodded.
"And how the hell do you know this?" Sloan headed toward them, an urgency to his tone.
"Because I read him." Adam looked a little sheepish when he answered, while Steve pointed at Adam, shaking his head.
"What's going on?" Sid walked in with everyone else following. "Adam and Steve took off like their asses were on fire."
"Oh, it's way better than that." Steve wiggled his eyebrows. "Tell them, Adam."
"Steve, go away." Adam nudged him.
"How in the hell could you have done that when he's not here?" Sloan demanded of Adam, but frowned at Steve, who was grinning like an idiot.
"Well, ah…," Adam started hesitantly.
"He can fucking read anybody, anytime… anywhere," Steve answered. "Ever since he's been turned he can do it. Holy shit, that feels good to let out. I suck at keeping secrets and that one was a fucking doozy."
"Is this true?" Sloan demanded. Caroline had no idea if he was happy with the fact or not.
"Yeah, pretty much," Adam replied with a shrug, looking really uncomfortable.
"What I want to know is when the fuck am I going to get some awesome powers? I mean, seriously, people. Jill can do the Carrie shit. Now Adam can lurk in our minds without us even knowing, which means I'll be thinking of naked men… a lot." When everyone looked at Steve oddly, he cleared his throat, rolling his eyes. "Not because I want to. Come on, I'm a ladies' man, but it will keep 'creeper boy' out of my head. Geez, can't say nothing around here without everyone taking it literally."
Sid took a few steps back with a frown, looking at Adam. "What am I thinking?"
"That Steve is a dumb ass," Adam's answer was spoken low.
Sid looked at Sloan with raised eyebrows. "I was blocking like a son of a bitch, boss. No way could he have read me, but he did without touching."
"That was your exact thought?" Sloan asked, sounding thoughtful.
"Steve is a dumb ass, yes." Sid nodded. "My exact thought."
"I think everyone gets the point." Steve huffed, rolling his
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